St Francis Damn Desaster Man Testo

there was a well known water master man / he was the king / he could do anything / the st. francis dam disaster man / thought she was all right / until around midnight / because that water seeks her own / she had a desire to flow / she was looking for somewhere to go / she was a slave to the great metropolis / she was feeling choked / she pushed the wall 'till it broke / when they heard the great apocalypse / at power house number two / well, there was nothing they could do / because that water seeks her own / five and one half hours she would flow / she had fifty-three miles to go / a cascade down the santa clara way / near sixty feet high / now she's a mile wide / it was clear she was going far away / and whole towns were, too / a few got lucky in piru / because that water seeks her own / but four more hours she would flow / she had twenty-nine miles mores to go / she carried in her every kiind of thing / house, tree, telegraph pole / some say a thousand souls / at three am she gave santa paula a ring / she was still tenty-five feet high / under a peaceful sky / because that water seeks her own / but tow more hours she would flow / she had nineteen miles more to go / it was a real bad night for little saticoy / ll rio and montalvo / how many no one really knows / ventura beach was very scary, boy / humanity a pile / she went her final mile / because that water seeks her own / into the sea the water flowed / and now for forever she would go